Prologue
Prologue
I was a special human being.
If only for having survived the longest on Wall Street.
"Damn it! Save me! I'll survive somehow!"
How many Korean-Americans besides me would choose suicide while trapped in North Korea?
"...Hehe. cough!"
I was a special human being.
If only for having been kidnapped to North Korea.
Because compared to The Pig, who is fifteen years younger than me, growing old and dying, I still possess a slightly rusted middle-aged body.
To be honest, until about age 50, I just thought I was incredibly youthful for my age.
Here, undergoing all sorts of biological experiments, I learned I possess mutant genes.
Something about gene overexpression?
I don't remember the exact term.
"You fucking pig bastard..."
Well, none of it matters now.
Because I took my own life before dying of old age.
God of diabetes isiyeo, if you are listening to my voice, please.
Make the pig bastards from the north and west my companions on this journey.
With that trivial thought as my last, my consciousness was sucked into the darkness.